"Beca, Beca wake up." Jesse was pushing on the woman's shoulder, trying to nudge her awake.
"Jesse no." Beca groaned as she covered her face with one of four pillows she housed on her queen sized bed.
"Let's go to the station."
"Fuck sake, it's midnight and i just went to sleep. Like dreams and snoring and everything." Beca sat up, rubbing her eyes as she faced her roommate.
"Some people called in so they need some extra hands. I figured you would want that good overtime pay for a couple hours." He sat on the edge of her bed like he was an excited puppy.
As much as Beca truly wanted to sleep, she couldn't deny the extra pay. She needed to finish paying her car off soon, and having a little extra cash is never a bad thing. "Fine, Swanson, but you owe me."
"Yes!" He tried to high five her, but she gave him a glare that could kill someone. Jesse loved working extra because he loved his job. Beca, as much as she loved her job, also loved the 2 days of rest she got after every 24 hour shift.
"Hey Jesse, here's your food. You owe me…$10.31." A man handed him a bag of McDonalds food.
Jess handed him a $20 bill. "Thanks pal. Keep the change."
"Well isn't it Benjamin Applebaum. Is any food in there for me?" Beca smirked as the young man's face turned red. He was smiling, but he always got easily intimidated when it came to Beca.
"Hi Bec… you'll have to ask Jesse, I was just the one in charge of picking it up." He played with his fingers as he stood by a table.
"Don't just stand there, pop a squat." Beca said as she sat down, taking the brown bag from Jesse. Benji grinned as he sat down with the two firefighters. "Please tell me you got me something after dragging me out of bed."
It was 8 am, and Beca and Jesse were two of four firefighters awake. Luckily for them, Benji was an early riser and was willing to do everything for his best friends.
"2 sausage and cheese McMuffins. Does that please you?" Jesse placed the sandwiches in front of her, and another in front of Benji.
"No hash brown?"
"You hate hash browns."
Beca grinned. "Good man." She opened one of her sandwiches and bit into it. "So Benji, how's your tech job?"
He worked as an IT specialist who got to work from home most of the time. He had to go to an office a couple times a month, but most of the time he was working from his apartment. He also happened to live just a floor below Beca and Jesse.
"Pretty good. Nothing too exciting. Why are you guys working today, isn't it your day off?"
Beca gave Jesse a stern look. "Yeah, I asked that same fucking question."
Just their luck, the alarm went off, followed by the dispatcher requesting almost everyone in the station.
"I'll see you later, okay Benj?" Jesse patted Benji's arm as he began to run towards a truck.
"Massive fire at a Motel 6. It's gonna be lit, ladies and gents." The truck's driver said as they sped out of the station.
"Please never say that again." Beca groaned as she put on her jacket.
"This happens all the time. Be lucky that this is a temporary shift for you." Said a guy sitting next to her.
When they got to the scene, the hotel truly was lit. An unused conference room was completely engulfed in flames, as was a few nearby guest rooms. People who were checked into rooms were gathered in a group in the parking lot.
"Rescue squad, split up and check the rooms and conference center. We have 2 ambos on standby." The Chief said. He went over to another group of firefighters and instructed them what to do.
"Mitchell and Swanson, head into the conference center. Jones and Brewer, first floor of rooms. Jackson and I will take second floor." The squad's lieutenant said.
Beca and Jesse strapped on their oxygen masks and went into the building, Jesse leading the way after kicking down the front door. The entire place was basically ruined as flames came from every direction.
"This place is fucked." Beca said as she avoided running into a flaming wooden chair.
"Hey Mitchell, look." Jesse stopped and pointed out an unburnt hose, the end sticking into a charred Mountain Dew bottle. After looking down at it, she lifted her head, noticing at least 4 more in the same condition.
"Hey Chief, this was a meth lab." Beca said into her radio.
There was a sigh. "Search quickly. We all know how these things can turn out."
A couple of months ago, the station had responded to a large house fire. Large fires weren't uncommon, but when they are caused by a meth lab explosion, it's a big deal. During the particular fire, a man almost didn't make it out because of how fast and how hot it was burning.
"Let's make this quick." Jesse said.
The room wasn't that big, but each side branched off into separate, smaller rooms like a bathroom, closet, or an office. They each decided to take a side, and each coming up with nothing.
"There's so many fucking bottles in here." Beca hissed. She always hated it when there was a fire or rescue because of an illegal act.
As they were about to meet in the middle of the room, groaning was heard from above them. Looking up, they could see specks of to-be-burnt ceiling tiles falling down.
"Swanson, Mitchell, I want you out now. The site from out here does not look good." The Chief called through his radio. A pair of firefighters were making their way out of the first floor rooms, running towards the truck their boss was standing by.
Beca and Jesse nodded to each other. Following that, both of them bolted towards the door, Jesse leading the way. Unfortunately, their heavy equipment made it extremely hard to actually run. Just seconds into their dash for the door, an extremely loud groan was heard from above, followed by the collapse of the middle of the ceiling. Jesse had merely flinched, being far enough away from anything that fell. Beca, on the other hand, did not get so lucky.
"Mitchell!" Jesse screamed as Beca's beeper went off, signaling she had not moved in 6 seconds. Using flame retardant gloves, he moved ceiling tiles and parts of a wooden beam out of his way so he could get to his partner.
"What the hell happened!?"
"Are you guys okay?"
"No one else go in!"
"Mitchell! Swanson! Update!"
All those things could be heard over their radios.
"Ceiling caved in and Beca is stuck under some of it. No one come in!" Jesse said back. That caused even more questions like how trapped and how injured is Beca.
Ignoring his radio, he was quickly pulling things off of Beca, who was passed out underneath all the rubble. Laying face down, she still had her oxygen mask on, but Jesse knew it was still hard to breath. "Come on Bec." He mumbled as he pulled off the last piece on her, a fairly large piece of a wooden beam. Not responding to being shook, Jesse used all of his strength to flip her over and carry her bridal style out of the building. Just in time too, as more parts of the ceiling collapsed as they were just feet away from the door.
"Jesse, here." Chloe yelled as she rolled a gurney in their direction.
It's been a week since Chloe's big night out with Maisyn. Just as everyone predicted, she had a horrible hangover the next day. One that confined her to her bed for hours. Despite being piss drunk though, she somehow remembered the phone call with Beca, and how she seemed pretty upset, even over the phone. Even a week later, the redhead still hadn't managed to gain enough courage to ask her about it.
While placing her on the gurney, Jesse and another firefighter got her oxygen pack and jacket off.
"Where's her helmet?" Chloe asked as she put the ambulance's oxygen mask on Beca.
Jesse bent over and picked up her helmet off of the ground. "Why do you need it?" He asked as he furrowed his brow.
"Are there any dents in it?" The redhead asked as she checked Beca's vitals. Luckily there were no people found in the hotel, but some were treated for smoke inhalation as a precaution.
"Yeah, but why does...fuck, Beca." Jesse slid his hand down his face, realizing she was hit in the head with something.
"Will you put her in the ambo." Chloe nodded to her partner, who wasn't Maisyn today, and faced Jesse. "Everything will be fine, alright? I'm sure she's just passed out and will wake up soon. I'll sit in the cab with her and if anything happens i'll let you know. Okay?" She placed a reassuring hand on his arm. He simply nodded as she hurried off, closing the doors after she settled herself in the cab.
Jesse watched as the ambulance drove away. Chloe, on the other hand, sat on a stool next to her friend. Despite telling Jesse that Beca was fine, she was still trying to talk herself into believing that. She didn't know what happened in the fire, but she was hit in the head hard enough to dent her helmet and she showed no signs of waking up anytime soon.
Chloe slipped her hand into Beca's open, resting hand. "Come on Bec." She whispered as she traced circles into the top of the brunette's hand. Beca didn't move, but Chloe still held her hand as they sped down the highway.
"What the- Chloe?"
Beca stirred in her hospital bed. Not fully comprehending where she was, she slightly freaked out when she say the tubes coming in and out of her body. Chloe, who was sleeping in a rather uncomfortable chair, opened her eyes just enough to see Beca slightly struggle.
"Beca stop." Chloe stretched her arms. "Do you know what happened?"
"Sorta." The brunette put her hand to her forehead, wincing when she touched a bandage that covered 6 stitches. "I remember going into the fire, hearing a loud noise and things falling on me. And now I'm here." She looked down at her left arm, which was in a sling and her wrist covered in bandages.
Chloe stood up from her chair and walked over to Beca's bedside. "You had a giant piece of the building's wooden frame fall on you. It hit your head and you have a severe concussion; you've been out for hours. You broke your collarbone and thumb, and you bruised your elbow pretty good."
Beca blinked a couple of times, trying to digest what all had happened. "Damn...where's Jesse? He was with me." She tried to move her left arm, groaning when pain shot up her arm.
"Home. I told him I'd sit here while he got some sleep. He's really beating himself up."
Beca furrowed her eyebrows. "It's not his fault. We were doing what we were told, trying to find people then get out of there."
"I know. He held himself together at the scene but he broke down when he saw you. You'll be fine, by the way. It's just that you're like his sister and he freaked."
"Were you at the scene?" Chloe nodded her head. "Were you like called in, or did Jesse drag you in, too?" She smirked at the redhead.
Chloe chuckled. "They needed more EMTs so I volunteered. I transported you."
"I thought EMTs were supposed to leave their patients at the door." Beca flashed her signature smile, despite the fact that everything was in pain.
"I had to check on you, shithead." Chloe laughed as she watched Beca wince in pain again. "Do you want me to get the doctor?"
"Yes please." The redhead turned to leave the room. "Hey Chlo, thanks for being there."
She grinned. "No problem, Beca."
"I call first to sign!" Jesse yelled as he walked into his friend's hospital room.
The previous day, after Chloe had went and got a doctor, Beca received pain medication and slept for another 6 hours (before, she was passed out for 14 because of getting hit in the head and the follow-up pain meds they kept her on afterwards). After sleeping, she got her cast for her broken thumb. The black-colored cast covered her thumb, most of her hand, and half of her forearm. Beca was initially pissed because 'she only broke her thumb', but after the doctor explained it was to prevent her moving her thumb at all, she understood. She also received a sling to help heal her collarbone and very sore elbow, and pain medication for her head, in case she had any headaches her doctor warned her about.
"Dude, my cast is black." Beca was somewhat packing her bag, as she could go home that night if Jesse promised to keep an eye on her. Somewhat packing, because she only had one useable arm and her duffel bag wouldn't stay open.
"I knew you were going to do that, so I brought a silver Sharpie, too." Jesse shoved a black Sharpie in his pocket. He wrote 'ur boi Jesse' in his messy handwriting, smiling after seeing his finished product.
"You're such a dork." Beca said as she put her arm back into the sling, having to take it out for him so sign the cast. "Do this." She mumbled, pointing to the set of clothes she needed in her bag. Jesse chuckled, but did as he was told.
"I'm really sorry for making you go to the station that day. It's my fault you're in this situation."
"If it wasn't me, then it would have been you, and I'd rather it be me. I can finally get some paid vacation out of it." She chuckled to herself, but saw that Jesse was still upset. "Really, don't feel bad. I'll get my payback, like when you have to help me use the bathroom."
"Seriously!?" He exclaimed just as Chloe walked in the room. Over the course of the past few days, Beca had quite a few visitors, like everyone from the station, but Beca and Chloe were the only ones that really stuck around.
Chloe took one glance at Beca's arm and saw that it was casted. "Pen me."
The injured brunette sighed as the healthy brunette beamed a smile, giving the redhead his Sharpie. 'Chloe, your favorite ;)' Beca smiled after reading, but frowned as soon as she had to get her arm in the sling again.
"I'm already ready for this thing to be off."
Chloe rolled her eyes. "I'm leaving. I'll call you later, Becs." She gave her an awkward side hug before leaving, smiling and waving as she went.
"So, Chloe huh?" Jesse said as soon as Chloe was out of range.
"No, it's not like that."
"She was here all the time, she barely left. Even I, your best of all friends, left for a couple hours." He zipped her bag and threw it on the floor, sitting next to Beca on the bed.
"It's...complicated. But it's nothing, okay?" She sighed, playing with the tv remote.
"Whatever you say, Mitchell."
"Alright Ms. Mitchell, are you ready to go home?" A nurse walked in, pushing a wheelchair in front of her.
"More than ready."
Apologies for taking so long to update! I'm a second year college student so I sometimes get caught up in college things. I plan on writing more, so look forward to it!
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